Douluo Continent, Huo Yuhao who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 635 Lost Scroll (8K)

Five hundred thousand gold soul coins?

The middle-aged man was completely oblivious to Wang Dong'er's pause in her speech, as he was stunned by her tone.

Five hundred thousand gold soul coins, casually taking the chips they offered to bet on—that's insane!

The middle-aged man became even more convinced that Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er had a terrifyingly powerful background.

"Choose the largest composite number between one and one hundred, and split it into the sum of two prime numbers. Bet on the larger of those two prime numbers."

Huo Yuhao continued Wang Dong'er's words, causing a few drops of sweat to trickle down the middle-aged man's forehead.

No, what did this VIP just say? Composite number, prime number, fractionalization?

Now the middle-aged man had no more doubts about Huo Yuhao's identity. The other party's tone and manner of speaking were exactly the same as those eccentric soul masters. Although each word could be understood individually, when put together, it made people break out in a cold sweat.

Not long ago, an old man who called himself Diu Fantu also placed a bet, and his betting method was exactly the same as Huo Yuhao's.

"Let's bet on my age. One-sixth of my childhood was a happy one. Another twelfth will mark the beginning of my vibrant years."

"After another seventh of my life, I got married. I was very happy for the next five years and had a son. But this child's brilliant life was only half of mine. After my son died, I spent another four years alone. This is my age. Go and place your bets."

The other party's bet also made the middle-aged man break out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, this Master Diufantu did not hide his appearance. He was a level nine Soul Master in the Sun Moon Empire, and his age was relatively easy to find out, which allowed him to successfully place the bet for the other party.

Cold sweat instantly trickled down the middle-aged man's forehead. He hurriedly said, "Distinguished guests, you have already proven your status as esteemed Soul Masters. I will have someone place the bets for you right away."

Wiping away his cold sweat, the middle-aged man led Huo Yuhao and the others to a soul-guided elevator inside the hotel lobby. He then spoke a few words through a soul-guided communicator before leading the two into the elevator.

He really didn't dare to test the other party's soul master ability. The customer casually assigned him a small task, such as placing bets, and he could barely complete it. It was an extremely derelict of duty.

If the other party asks any more questions that he can't answer, then he's done for.

The elevator continued downwards, stopping after about ten seconds. When the doors opened again, a cacophony of noise mixed with an atmosphere of decadent luxury rushed towards us.

In stark contrast to the simple, unassuming lobby of the hotel, the opulent gold of the hotel's underground world dazzled the two. Gold was everywhere, even the mirrors. It was as if the entire underground world was made of gold.

After the middle-aged man led the two out of the elevator, they first passed through a magnificent, prototype-like hall, and then entered a large door directly in front of them.

There were two guards at the gate. Upon seeing the middle-aged man, they immediately opened the gate and invited him in.

Stepping inside felt like entering another world. The light here was much softer than outside. Yet, the sheer size of the space surprised even Huo Yuhao.

This is a circular domed hall, the ceiling of which appears to be drawn with countless golden lines in a neat and regular pattern.

The enormous dome provides ample light to the entire hall. Rows of seats extend neatly downwards.

Furthermore, there is a ring of escalators that slope upwards around the perimeter. At the end of each soul-guided escalator is a circular room suspended in mid-air. It is completely impossible to see with the naked eye how these rooms are suspended in mid-air.

There are eighteen such suspended rooms and soul-guided escalators in total. They are subtly arranged in a circle.

In the center of the hall was a circular platform, over thirty meters in diameter. While far smaller than the arena of the Continental Elite Youth Soul Master Tournament, it was still quite impressive. And let's not forget, this was the underground world.

At this moment, dozens of metal tables were set up on the competition stage, their soul-guided lights flashing intermittently. Several more metal tables were placed around the circular platform, totaling over one hundred. Some of these metal tables were now empty.

The outer ring of sapphire blue velvet chairs was filled with people. They were all quiet, intently watching the people busily working at the metal tables in the center. A conservative estimate puts the number of onlookers at over two thousand. Their clothing and attire clearly indicated they were all wealthy and influential.

Huo Yuhao already knew from the middle-aged man that those who could personally watch the battle were all big bettors, placing bets of at least ten thousand gold soul coins or more. Ordinary people could only place bets at the peripheral betting points of these underground forces.

Just one sub-region attracted hundreds of Soul Masters under the age of thirty to participate, which shows that this underground black market competition is quite attractive!

"How many people are there from the Xishui Alliance in this competition?" Huo Yuhao asked the middle-aged man who was leading the way.

The middle-aged man respectfully said, "We have a total of 264 Soul Masters participating. Adding the two more, that makes 266. Some Soul Masters have already finished their creations. Today is the qualifying round; you need to create a Level 3 Soul Tool to pass the qualification review."

"Of course, it has to be within a certain time. You see, each Soul Master has an hourglass on their table. However, there's only half an hourglass left, about half an hour, before the last Soul Master finishes making their work. I wonder if you two still have enough time."

Huo Yuhao smiled slightly, a hint of arrogance in his eyes. "That's enough. However, my junior sister doesn't like soul tool making. Let her go and see if there are any other betting projects. I can handle soul tool making by myself. Is that alright?"

He is no longer himself, but playing someone else, and from this moment on, he has made a clear emotional adjustment.

"No problem, of course no problem."

The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead. This guy is really rich. He casually threw down 510,000 gold soul coins to bet on a number, and now he even lets his junior sister bet some on him.

Huo Yuhao didn't want to do it this way, and he didn't know how many people would be eliminated or how many would advance.

However, to solidify his identity, this display of ostentation was worthwhile; he could easily earn back the 500,000 gold soul coins by reselling some rare metals.

The middle-aged man explained the competition rules to Huo Yuhao again, then took his leave to attend to other matters.

As the chief referee and venue manager, he also has work to do and can't stay here all the time.

(End of this chapter)